My #KurdistanReferendum diary, the day before the big day

Tomorrow I am going to vote. As I type this blog post, my son, who will turn two in less than two weeks after the referendum, is on my lap. When I wrote My Nest in Kurdistan, a day such as today was only a dream, because at times I never thought in my lifetime … Continue reading My #KurdistanReferendum diary, the day before the big day


My #KurdistanReferendum Diary – 8 days

17 September 2017. 8:24 pm. Home, Erbil- watching live referendum rally in Washington  Hi, me again! I had a busy day. But managed to put together a meal, and had a dear family at our place to share the meal with. I didn't have the car today, so couldn't do much. You see, everything is … Continue reading My #KurdistanReferendum Diary – 8 days

My #KurdistanReferendum Diary…

Eights days left. 7:18 AM, at home- Erbil, sitting outside while waiting for my tea to be ready, Last night I was with a few of my friends, the successful, independent friends who work to live. We met on the condition that we only speak positivity as we are all a little bit stressed these days. … Continue reading My #KurdistanReferendum Diary…

Peer education joy!

I often wonder to myself what the magic is: Five days, almost 40 hours, 25 girls, three peer education trainers and a few lovely sponsors. The result? Life changing. They say it themselves. I always tell my close circle of friends if I had a reliable income to live on I would do peer education … Continue reading Peer education joy!

Y-Peer training course in Hawler

Dearest reader, If you have read my blog posts from way back in the day (good old times) you will know my passion and love for peer education. It all started eight years ago, when someone recommended my name for a training. That single training changed my life. I am not exaggerating. The friends I … Continue reading Y-Peer training course in Hawler

A gift from Kurdistan

Dear reader (Hi Lesley & Hedi) Today I'm happy, like really, really happy!! If you've read my posts from long, long ago I desperately cried for someone to open a reputable Kurdish souvenir shop, I even wished for it. It is something we lacked here. You see, I am a very sentimental person (I have … Continue reading A gift from Kurdistan

Seven university lessons

Last night when I should have been working on my confirmation paper corrections, I ended up logging into Facebook instead. To my surprise a memory popped up: My photo of graduation day, seven years ago yesterday! Wow! Seven years since I graduated. It doesn't seem like a lot has changed since I am still chasing … Continue reading Seven university lessons